Fatty McFatty Chubby Face (hey that’s me!) needs to get back into get into shape.

Don’t roll your eyes. Today on Bondi Coastal Walk someone mistook me for a whale.

It’s ok. I didn’t take offense. Someone else mistook me for a one-legged hippopotamus on the way back home when I was limping. It’s like, ya know, whatever! It’s all good.

It’s what I get for doing a 2 hour power walk in new shoes. The blister on the back of my heel (which exploded while I was walking) is larger than a penny. And I know this because I measured. :)

When I got home and tried to take my shoe off (which was stuck to my heel in a disgusting mess) I transformed from Fatty the one legged hippo to Fatty the one legged angry rhino as I screamed involuntarily in pain. The handy dandy Australian iodine wipes didn’t help either. Those things sting like a mutha *$%@ … umm … They sting like a bee. Yeah – a bee.

On a positive note. The fresh air was breathtaking and the scenery was invigorating. Oops I mean the fresh air was invigorating (even though it did take my breath away) and the scenery was amazing.

I won’t be able to walk normally for the rest of the day – or wear shoes – but I’ve been looking for an excuse to pull out the flip flops. I could stand a little frost bite I think.

I’m off to class. I can get there without Samantha now and I’m pretty darn proud of that. :)